confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

hiding from the rain

brb i will read and reply sincerely

IWGD

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Worse Lift

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

kind of mythopoesis

we can only engage in such a way

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

was it worth it

December 2025

yes

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i have read not even 1 book

send link

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine


The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

Slug

Lift Analysis

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.